As his eyes stayed shut, a whirring noise started up as Clark found the light no longer blinding him. The noise that surrounded him in the shed suddenly stopped. As he felt nothing, he tried holding his feet to the ground, but they both passed through the ground below him.

Clark opened his eyes to find that the only ground beneath him was outer space reaching on forever. He stumbled slightly, but still remained bound to one spot in space. Clark was bewildered and frightened by the sight of it all. He looked forward and saw a planet directly in front. One very unlike any in his own solar system. It seemed to be bursting from the inside. Barely keeping the crust of the planet's surface intact. An explosive force erupted from it and launched him back. Clark tried to grasp at something, but none of the debris spreading around him could be held onto. However he did see one ship intact among the debris of this blast. Inside, in that brief second, he saw a baby. He focused on the child inside this alien ship. Spreading this moment out as far as Clark could.

He looked closely and the small child looked familiar. The child was an exact mirror to Clark's own old baby pictures his parents showed him. The ship showed him the past. Clark confirmed this by touching the vessel as best he could while stationary. As he saw inside, he held his hand onto the glass of the ship. The infant Clark held up his own hand to the case of the ship. Clark looked into his own eyes as he saw the infant staring out in wonder.

The feeling of coldness from the younger Clark's hands snapped the older Clark back across space in seconds as he tumbled back towards Earth. He blacked out and woke up with his hand still making contact with the ship exactly where it was when he saw his younger self. His hands shook from the sudden images. What seemed to last for minutes only lasted a few seconds and overwhelmed his mind.

Jonathan and Martha ran to the shed to check up on him and saw that he now knew the truth for himself. With Clark on the floor looking at them in shock from what was hidden from him for years. The shed gleamed with the moonlight from the pod that night. Martha and Jonathan's shadows surrounded Clark as the two parents went to comfort their adopted child.

"Clark, are you alright?" Martha asked. Cautious, but still filled with light. "I'm okay, Ma." Clark answered while in some pain near the pod. They stayed with Clark as he stood up. He looked back at the pod before looking back at his parents. The people who moved this spaceship all those years ago.

"I saw it. I touched this ship and I just… knew." Clark tried to explain it all, but it was a blur even he wasn't able to figure out. "I saw another world, one that was far away. One that turned into fire before my eyes. My world."

Martha and Jonathan looked back at the ship and back to their son. They knew it would be something they'd have to figure out eventually, but they couldn't just get rid of what was a part of Clark. Now the truth was discovered and there was no going back from this.

Clark backed away from his family, and nearly into the ship nearby. However, not wanting to see that experience again, he turned toward the entrance of the shed.

"Wait! Clark!" Martha shouted out. Clark sped out past them. He couldn't face his family after seeing what was kept inside for so long. What he was. This wasn't what he was ready for. As he entered the fields and felt the obstruction of vegetation breeze past him, he heard their words they said solemnly inside the shed.

"Please come back, son." The three words behind him pleaded.

Clark continued running aimlessly. Usually he used his speed to get somewhere specific, or at least attempt to. Now, he ran without any discernible purpose. He was past the fields and into the woods. Feeling a less smooth trip. Before, the grass he glided through practically made Clark feel as if he was flying. However this feeling didn't last after several miles blurred past. When travelling through the woods, he faced rough, muddy terrain with trees that were dented by the speed he built up to. The contrast led to Clark slowing down to try and not crash at the rate of speed he travelled at. When skidding to a halt, the leaves from the trees started settling in place. The rugged trail Clark created had finally ended in a chaotic maze. Clark saw ahead of him that he was now miles from home in a part of town not often seen by him. The industrial area owned by LuthorCorp previously known by the residents of town as Weisinger Woods. Clark never visited this area of town in his life as LuthorCorp often left it restricted and when it was open, it made this section of Smallville feel like a ghost town.

Luckily someone who did know it was walking, or rather running through the woods at the same time. Lana Lang seemed paranoid. Sprinting through the woods after bringing along camp supplies with her seemingly for a trip, but Clark knew about her strict curfews. Something was amiss.

Lana saw Clark differently as she stopped in the middle of her run away from LuthorCorp security. Thinking she lost them by now, she approached her friend. He had an unusual sense of dread. Like something shook him. Nothing shook Clark Kent. Both of them lived predictable lives. Aside from what she faced that night.

"Lana? What are you doing out this late?" Clark asked curiously. Even with his own troubles, he always showed concern when his friends were involved.

"Could say the same about you. You said you were out of town." Lana retorted. "Just was meeting Lex here myself. He had a couple of things for me." She added, not entirely revealing the truth behind her trip with him.

"Oh, cool. I just came back home. Needed some air after the trip. Midvale is just not the same as Smallville, you know?" Clark didn't want to reveal anything about his own secret either. Not because of his parents at the moment, but mainly because he didn't feel he could figure out how to tell Lana the truth of it all.

"Never thought it was possible for you to ever travel. Doesn't look like the trip sat well with you though Clark," Lana guessed. He still couldn't hide how startled he looked no matter how hard he tried to mask it. "What's going on?"

"I just had some trouble with my folks is all. Needed to clear my head." Clark explained, worn from the trip for real, but also from the spaceship's contact. Lana understood. It had been a long trip helping Lex herself. She had hoped to help Clark out the next day, but for now, she needed to get home with what Lex handed her.

"I know you've been through a lot. Getting really sick weeks ago, Kenny's death, and this too. But even with all of that, what you have with your parents… I don't like to bring it up, but I would keep that and hold it tight if I had it, Clark." Lana assured.

"I understand, Lana." Clark empathized. For he was truly lucky to have them. However, he now connected in one way to Lana. His real parents are people he doesn't know. Their fates shrouded in mystery. "I'll come back. Try and fix things. With time." Clark had established. "You'll see Hank?" Clark asked in return. Lana sighed from the returning question.

"We'll see," She lightly chuckled. "See you tomorrow either way." Lana said as she started on her path home. Clark returned a wave to her as he moved in the opposite direction. Launching into a powerful gust of wind as soon as Lana no longer looked in his general direction.

Continuing home after her talk with Clark, Lana clutched the documents to make sure she never lost them. Lana peered around the corners for anyone following her, staying ahead of the possibility that she could have not lost the guards. It seemed to be an easy journey aside from the now ragged path in her way. This came as odd since Lana never saw this on her previous trails. However, despite the obstacles, she kept moving. However, one large mass of dirt she moved onto gave way. She slipped in her constant jumps through the area. Landing face first on the ground below which was far deeper than it used to due to all of this change in the environment.

Lana tried to pick herself up, feeling disoriented and gathering her senses one at a time. First feeling the pain. The rough landing leading to massive pain in her stomach. However, she clutched herself for now. Keeping it in her head to help herself to pain meds and disinfectant when she got home. The next feeling she picked up was sight. Getting a feel that she was lower than the rest of ground level. This hole she was in was too deep for comfort. Last was the sense of sound. A large crack being what she heard beneath her. However, she realized this wasn't supposed to be unsteady ground.

"Oh shi-" Lana nearly exclaimed before falling under the now broken ground below her. She continued falling into the dark chasm with the echoes of her fear getting lost to the surface. The woods fell silent as Lana Lang vanished from sight.

Past the ghost town in Weisinger Woods, Clark saw another entrance to the tunnels. Figuring if he needed a place to hide, it might as well have been there. From what he saw of the LuthorCorp construction going on underneath, this area was finished and wasn't a conventional entrance. Used previously for massive supplies, but now that none needed to be transported in this section, it was perfect for Clark's needs. He slid down the ladder and landed with a small dent into the hard metal surface below. The plating was done here and looked closer and closer to what Lionel had envisioned for this underground train system. Even having some rails partially implemented unlike the smooth cylindrical paths that were closer to town.

Clark walked the path deeper into the tunnels. Seeking some place to collect his thoughts. The chambers seemed safe, but so far his hearing could only go as far as the tunnels themselves. The outside world was inaccessible. However, there was still something he heard behind him from the entrance he came in. The sound came into his ears as a quiet fizzling noise. Too subtle for anyone else to hear but him. Clark only noticed due to his hearing now being greater than most. However in a secluded tunnel, it was also easier to control.

After he looked back, he saw what made the commotion. His teacher, Victoria Klingman, was down in these tunnels with him. How she did without any impacts on the way down, he didn't know. He watched as she looked around the tunnel. Not sure what she was looking for until she glared directly at him with glowing red eyes. These menacing eyes projected outwards, brightening the entire tunnel behind Clark. Clark fell down and covered his eyes. Not even due to the light. His sensitivity to that was much greater than most as he discovered in Midvale. The eyes were only a danger to his mind somehow.

"Ms. Klingman?" Clark wondered who he was seeing in his struggle to still stand. Victoria walked closer to him and dimmed the light projecting from her irises.

"It's me, Clark Kent." Victoria confirmed. "I heard you left home. I came down these tunnels to get you out of here." Victoria explained further. Clark wasn't fully convinced however. Too many things didn't add up for that to be true.

"I left home a few minutes ago. Are you following me, Ms. Klingman?" Clark asked back to her, shocked she could've done what Clark suspected. Victoria sighed. Wondering when they would have to give up their real identity. However the urgency of Clark Kent leaving home was too great. Even despite being just another strange visitor, they saw a kinship in the young boy. Clark would have to return home to truly live on this planet. Being alone and isolated wasn't the answer. The other alien knew this.

"You're right. I didn't come here because of your parents. I followed you because you are making a mistake going down here, Mr. Kent." Victoria confessed. "You see, fifteen years ago you landed here on this planet with powers I've only found out you possessed two weeks ago. You weren't the only one to arrive in Smallville that night however." Victoria explained gravely.

Clark was startled. After finding out he was an alien from another planet, his high school teacher was too. For as long as he was in Smallville. Though if she had, then how could she have lived as Ms. Klingman for decades?

"So if you aren't from here and not Victoria Klingman, who exactly are you?" Clark questioned.

Victoria Klingman looked back away from Clark. Almost ashamed to tell the story, but he slowly shed the form of the teacher in glowing red energy cutting through to the alien's true form.

"I have seen countless lives look at my face. From my planet to this one. Wonder, fear, and hope. I've seen them all. In the beginning of the vast universe you have yet to witness, Clark Kent, what will you see?" The green alien raised in height as clothes began to vanish into smoke. He created a uniform in blue and red with a powerful size to it in order to fit the figure in front of Clark. A mighty 'X' formation draws the eye as the center of it all. Clark followed the head of the alien as it rose to have towered above Clark's own.

"My name is J'onn J'onzz. The last son of Mars."